Hand, knee / Hershel Justice

when I need a spark in my life

something special just for me

I sit on the couch by my wife

and put my hand on her knee

not trying to get lucky

it's all innocent you see

there's no hankey or pankey

just a hand on a knee

she doesn't really get it

though I've been plain as can be

seems like such a good fit

my hand firmly on her knee

hold it there for a minute

maybe two if she agrees

be careful not to push it

just hold that hand on the knee

no words are exchanged

nor a glance from her to me

my fingers carefully arranged

one by one around her knee

a gesture simple and true

like a priest's guarantee

conformity's only cure

a quiet hand on a knee

the moment passes and is gone
back to our lives both we flee
but she knows it won't be long
I'll have my hand back on that knee